Alicia groans inwardly as she waits in the guidance office with Ino. Overall she was enjoying her time studying abroad in Japan. Quite a few people spoke English well and the classes were challenging, but not impossible. The only thing that had dampened her spirits was learning that even here she had to go through an internship to graduate. The horror stories from back home of girls being treated as some office boss' personal slave with no respect or pay had left her mortified at the aspect.
Ino, sensing her American friend's distress, gives her a playful nudge. "You look like something just died in your mouth. Lighten up slut."
Yes, Sakura was forehead, Ino: pig, and naturally with all the 'Girls Gone Wild videos', people around the world seemed to believe all American's had loose morals, so Alicia was thusly named slut.
She forces herself to grin at her hypocritical friend. If anyone was the slut in their group it was the boy crazy Ino.
"Remind me again why you practically dragged me through walls to apply for internships with...where again?"
Ino rolls her eyes at the foreign girl's ignorance. "Only at Uchiha Corp and Konoha Inc: two multi billion dollar companies, prestigious in not only Japan but the entire world, who have internship opportunities once in a blue fucking moon...that's all."
Though all those things were impressive, Alicia knew there had to be another reason Ino was so bent on getting this internship.
"Not to mention I've heard Madara Uchiha is not only quite the lady's man, he's also drop dead gorgeous."
Now it's Alicia's turn to roll her eyes. Ino was obsessed with hot guys, which was by her definition: anyone who looked like her current crush, their fellow classmate, Sasuke Uchiha. So it was no surprise she wanted to spend months "interning with" aka eye raping his relatives.
The American girl's mood turns sour again as she fills out forms for both Uchiha and Konoha, noticing Ino doing the same in case her dream choice doesn't happen. Though if these companies are really that wealthy and influential, an internship with either one could open doors to otherwise impossible job opportunities. Alicia tries to think optimistically as she hands her papers to the receptionist with another forced smile. But on the other hand...
"You do know successful bosses and CEOs tend to be pompous assholes, right? If we even get these internships, which is highly unlikely-" she adds realistically. "-we'll probably both be someone's short skirted coffee bitch." Which is just what she dreaded.
As Ino leaves the office, her paper work finished as well, she turns back to her skeptical friend with a grin. "Ohh I fucking hope so!"
If one were to have walked into Uchiha Corp that particular morning, they would assume the silence and quick paced, alert attitude of employees to be the result of a harmonious, driven work environment. But, it was an unnerving air that had the staff on their toes. Not only was the company's owner, Madara Uchiha present that day; he let off an air of pure distaste and blood lust so strong, it dripped down every story below his penthouse office. The widely known Uchiha temper was instilling anxiety and fear among everyone. Only his younger brother, Izuna seems unaffected by Madara's seething anger.
It was common knowledge that Madara had, had his sights set on buying out their only true rival, Konoha Inc with the passing of it's original founder. He had hoped that the inheriting son would not be so critical of Uchiha Corp's lack of environmentally and socially friendly policies. Negotiations and familiarities had been exchanged until news of Uchiha Corp's plans to outsource labor to child sweat shops in China was exploited by the media. Izuna could sense from the animosity behind the penthouse office door that Konoha Inc had cut off all contact and relations with Uchiha Corp. Still, his brave hand turns the knob regardless.
Leaning against the marble walls with arms crossed tightly against his chest stands Madara Uchiha. His long black hair drapes over his specially tailored red and black armani suit and his crimson red eyes are laced with fury.
Izuna can't help but chuckle at the sight. "You know if someone were to come up here and see you in this state we'd have a body on our hands."
A ghost of a terrible smile touches the older man's lips. "Some blood shed would help lighten my mood and one less moron wouldn't hurt this company." He muses sadistically as he gazes almost lustfully at the katana mounted on the wall above his desk.
"Speaking of moron"s,"Izuna slides the tied stack of papers he'd been holding down the desk towards his brother. "These are the applications for the internship positions."
Madara eyes the stack of a couple hundred papers with disinterest, he was in no mood to deal with such trivialities. "I assume there's a couple moving boxes more somewhere?" Internships at his company were highly sought after and were typically greeted by thousands of applications from around the world.
Izuna nods amusedly. "Well yes, and that's not counting the international ones that have yet to arrive of course."
Madara merely growls in response as he pulls out a bottle of sake from his desk. His eyes still blaze a dangerous red color as he silently interrogates Izuna for the true reason behind his visit.
"I thought it might help our 'PR' rep to act interested in the educations of local students and take some of the spot light away from our more...unfavorable ventures."
Allowing his brother's words and the sake to set in momentarily calms Madara's mind. His eyes return to their usual shade of onyx as he contemplates the idea. Publicly giving local students a head start in the career field could be a first step towards recovering his company's image. The idea of having young attractive college girls around appealed to him greatly as well. He was a playboy known for regularly having flings with women nearly half his age, but he'd been so focused on this deal that it'd been a good week or so since he'd indulged his desires. He decides to personally choose the girls that would be his entertainment for the next couple months.
"Which school sent in the most female applicants?"
Alicia glares up at the clock wishing the day would just be over already. Of course 20 minutes before her last class was supposed to end, an announcement for everyone to return to their homerooms was broadcast over the school intercom. So she sat doodling at her seat, occasionally looking up to half-heartedly scowl at one of her favorite teachers, Kakashi-Sensei who rubs his head awkwardly and shoots everyone apologetic glances.
"I really do have to wait for everyone to get here before I can tell you all what's going on."
Everyone groans, knowing Ino is always fashionably late.
Loud footsteps and wheezing draws everyone's attention to the door where the blonde she-devil herself now stands clutching the wall with a deranged look of triumph on her gasping face. Ignoring the fact everyone's staring at her like she has four boobs, Ino looks straight at Alicia and grins.
"You will not believe who I saw in the hallway. Tall, dark and sexy as all hell, Madara Uchiha is here!" She squeals excitedly while everyone, especially Kakashi sweat drops.
Alicia looks down at her drawing pretending she doesn't know the crazed girl.
"My, that's quite the enthusiastic welcome," a deep, velvety voice rings with amusement.
Low and behold. There beside Ino stood the man who could only be Madara Uchiha. If it wasn't the clearly expensive Armani style suit that gave him away, it was the proud manner in which he held his lean muscular body, the cool yet intelligent gaze, and the conceited smirk plastered on his face. The temperature in the room must have gone up a few degrees because Alisha could feel the hormones of her fellow classmates a-ragin'. She had to admit he was handsome for his age she supposed, but the thought of someone being well over a decade older than her was unappealing. More unattractive than that was the air of arrogance and perverted satisfaction he held as he eyed the more womanly girls in the room, who much to Alicia's cynical amusement were returning his lustful gaze.
Womanizer. With that thought she returns her attention to her drawings, keen on not giving this guy the satisfaction of having all eyes in the room on him.
Madara's eyes travel to the girls who have well bestowed chests and attractive, made up faces. Overall this school had been quite a disappointment until he'd reached this classroom. As his eyes continue to scan the room he notices only one girl isn't looking at him. In fact, she's completely ignoring his presence. Her long dirty blonde hair obscures her face as she looks down and he can't make out whether she has a nice figure or not because of her hunched over position. He concludes she probably doesn't as she is wearing a large man's jacket and baggy jeans. In his experience only women who had less than desirable bodies or homosexuals wore clothes that hid their figures.
Probably lesbian. He silently laughs to himself as he turns to Kakashi, completely overlooking the infatuated and now emotionally crushed Ino beside him.
Kakashi clears his throat uncomfortably, also sensing the now heated air. "Yes everyone, this is indeed Madara Uchiha, the present owner of Uchiha Corp. He is here to personally hand pick the students who will be filling the internships at his company. He has asked to see the grades and hear from all those who applied so while he's looking over your scores I will be reading off the applicant list. When your name is called, you will introduce yourself and tell Uchiha-Sama why you think you belong at his company."
Madara pretends to glance at the scores in interest as Kakashi goes through the list. He pays no attention to any of the male students and only gives the girls he'd been eyeing earlier his full attention. The two who had made the best impression so far were Sukkari and Mizuke. Both girls had long black hair, perfect fair skin, and large ample breasts on their tight young bodies. Both had returned his advances with equally lustful looks and sexual innuendos when they'd described their intern 'talents'.
"Alicia," Kakashi calls.
Madara looks up in surprise at the foreign name, he hadn't known there were international students here. The girl he'd deemed lesbian looks up from her doodling. Her bright blue eyes hold intelligence and her body language is standoffish and indifferent towards the Uchiha and his examination. Madara finds her defiance a turn on, no woman had ever resisted his charm much less had an attitude towards him. The haughty man found himself re-examining her; taking in the golden hue of her tan skin, pink pouty lips, and long black eye lashes framing her sky blue eyes. Her face was mature, but womanly and gave her a sultry, knowing look. He could see that she thought herself above him and that both irritated and intrigued him.
Alicia notices the wealthy, sexual predator's eyes burning into her as she intentionally ignores him, only looking at Kakashi. "I'll pass."
"What?" Kakashi asks weakly. He was well aware of the attitude Alicia could have when she was annoyed. He had quickly learned Americans were bold and blunt when wronged. He couldn't have her insulting one of the most, if not the most powerful man in the country. "Alicia do show some respect, Madara-Sama is our honored guest and it is a great privilege to have him choosing our students to be a part of his family's company."
Not wanting to make a fool out of her favorite teacher, Alicia sighs to herself and stands up, immediately sensing Madara's eyes hone in on her chest. She wraps her jacket around her consciously. "I am attentive, a quick learner, and like a challenge," she lists off then sits right back down. Short and simple always gets over looked after all.
20 minutes later Madara had thanked the class and informed Kakashi he'd get back to him soon with his decision. However, Alicia saw him pull over two of her female classmates in the hallway and exchange pleasantries with them, which she assumed meant they were the 'lucky' ones. She walks to Ino's locker to see her blonde friend glaring indignantly at the other two girls.
"What sluts," she hisses.
"I thought that was me," Alicia teases as she opens her own locker trying to cheer her moody friend up. But inside is secretly glad the ordeal is over and both she and Ino were spared from the conceited Uchiha.
"I deserve that position way more than they do. They're barely passing for Kami's sake, they shouldn't have even been able to apply," Ino scowls ignoring her friend's attempts to lift her spirits as she angrily crams books in her locker.
"There's still Konoha Inc," the now perky American reasons. She slips off her gaumy jacket which she always wears in school. Being originally from Florida made the already cold and air conditioned Japanese classrooms always seem freezing, even in the summer time. "Besides that guy gave off the jack ass vibe on a whole new level. I was researching both the companies and it seems Konoha is more customer friendly, employee friendly, just a better company over all. Where as Uchiha has been involved in scandals involving child labor and the only reason their networth is higher is supposedly because they pay their employees significantly less. Plus, recently investors have been pulling out due to the nature of certain business aspects. The company just sounds like it's on a downwards slope-"
A sense of superiority grows in Madara as he listens to the student before him mock his leadership skills. The thought of such a clueless girl even attempting to take on the responsibilities he did was a laugh. But he still felt a pang of annoyance at her condescending tone, it was a tone he used with people, it was never directed at him. She still hadn't noticed he was standing right behind her and the Ino girl was too busy staring at him to alert her friend of his presence.
Alicia, finished with her rant, closes her locker and turns around only to come face to face with Madara Uchiha himself. There's an awkward silence and she feels unnerved by the look he's giving her. His face holds no emotion, but she can see anger swimming in his eyes as he leers down at her. She suddenly realizes she had just made a huge mistake by shit talking someone so powerful and in that moment, very intimidating. She knew in the states rich and powerful men like him could get away with murder if they wanted, not even the law could oppose such wealth and influence. It was probably the same here and as much as she hated groveling.
"Madara Uchiha! I am sorry, I didn't wish to speak ill of you. My friend here was just disheartened that she didn't receive the intern position so I thought comparing Uchiha and Konoha would appease her." The shocked and somewhat mortified girl keeps her head bowed slightly and tries to make her voice sound as if her teeth aren't clenched in frustration. Stupid Ino, stupid internship, stupid, stupid. If there's one thing she hated, it was kissing up, but she was not about to make enemies with someone who could easily make her life miserable.
Madara is amused, easily seeing through her lies from her clenched fists and irritated tone. He had seen in her eyes the moment her arrogance had become fear when he'd glared down at her and it was intoxicating. He wanted nothing more than to exert his power over her, make her feel how truly beneath him she was through fear, mockery, and force. Her resistance made him feel the need to crush it through the primal urge of dominance that was now swimming in his veins. The feelings were new to him but they were exciting and dangerously arousing. If there was one thing Madara loved, it was toying with people and he knew this girl would make for a very interesting plaything.
"Well since you seem to know how I should be running my own company," he pauses to allow his words to sink in. "You should intern as my personal advisor since you seem to be so knowledgeable and my company is on such a downwards slope," he mocks.
Alicia wants to object but knows better. She'd already made the mistake of irritating him and if she puts up with his taunting now maybe he'll just take his leave after wounding her pride sufficiently.
"I'm sure the school will understand that you must make extra time for my company above and beyond that of a typical internship to make this matter up to me. But I will talk it over with them to make sure they understand your situation," he smirks seeing her eyes turn from irritated to furious.
"Thank you for the offer Madara, but quite frankly I have no interest in interning at Uchiha Corp,"she says coolly trying to repress her annoyance with the infuriating man before her.
He chuckles at her informal address making a mental note to teach her some proper respect at a later date. "Well quite frankly, Miss Alicia. You would do well to appease me for I have been quite offended by your previous comments and I don't think the school would appreciate a sudden lack of interest in offering funding and said internships at their school because a certain study abroad student couldn't be civil to an honored guest."
His words are laced with an underlying threat, one that Alicia was positive he had the power to carry out. She loved Japan and didn't want to get sent home early or fail because of this degenerate, but she had in a sense caused her own downfall by speaking out of turn. She needed an internship to graduate and if she didn't piss him off any further she might survive the next couple months.
She swallows her pride and musters the best, forced polite smile she can manage. "I am very sorry to have offended you Ma-"
"Uchiha-Sama," he corrects.
Alicia practically rolls her eyes. "...Uchiha-Sama. I accept your internship offer and will be at Uchiha Corp-"
"Tomorrow at 8am sharp," he cuts in coolly again, pleased with her submission. "Do wear something more suitable for work," his eyes settle on her baggy jeans distastefully." "Let's say a skirt, blouse top, and heels of course." His eyes glimmer with mirth as he can almost see the words 'sexist pig' flash across her dangerous expression. But she begrudgingly nods.
"Tomorrow then...Uchiha-Sama." As the man who'd just singlehandedly ruined the rest of her year walks away, Alicia bangs her head against her locker and Ino practically faints.
